May 14, 2013
It's unmistakable, says Kramer Robertson. Both piercing and soothing. Both constant and timely.
Whether taking a snap from center in the middle of a huge Texas gridiron showdown -- aren't all Texas football games huge? -- or blasting a pitch deep over the fence in a baseball playoff game, the Midway (Waco, Texas) star senior athlete can block out all noise, all screams and shouts, all directives and instructions for this -- a single voice.
It's not deep or bellowing. It's not traditionally authoritative and certainly not masculine. It's twangy but clear. It's a little pitchy but music to his ears. It's his American Idol, a generation removed.
And she has something to say.